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This Close to You Video (MV)




Performed By: D. Weathers
Length: 2:37
Written by: Danny Weathers




D. Weathers - This Close to You Lyrics
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P h L y by the way
Into deep with loyalty and the friendship goes and surprise ya (Huh?)
Peel back the duck tape and the brick still got the wire (Huh?)
Truth unfolds and ya best friend is liar
Feds run in, violate apart of ya apartment (What the f*ck?)
Now you know where we stand, when that nigga get on the stand
D.A. test him, he go testify on his mans
Ya right hand, raise his right hand telling on you with confidence
In front of the government calling you by your government
He pointing at you
Jury bout to slay you
Lawyer can't save you (Nah)
Law about to slave you
Judge get to judging, he don't really know the half of it (What you mean?)
This yo other half, he's suppose to be ya brother (Your honor)
Mother shocked just looking you in yo eyes
Cause you mommy's little angle, and to her this shit a lie
Ya baby momma crying, this shit killing her inside
The verdict in, now you praying that you was closer with god
You ain't a cop
You ain't a cop J Reed
Friends close n***a, enemies closer
F*ck both n***a, never trust no one
You ain't a cop
Nah you ain't a cop J Reed (J Reed)
Friends close, enemies closer
F*ck both, never trust
Real beef when they can't find you, put a hit out on ya brother then
Follow you on IG just to see who ya mother is (Facts)
Play yo side bitch close to find out where ya baby momma live
Then, kidnap her dumb ass as soon as she go pick up the kids
For your sins, they get hit my n***a
These bullets ain't got no name and take no picks my n***a (Bow)
Make a couple of moves just to find out what you ganna do
You take to long it's drive by, spray that bitch like it's 92 (Ya ya ya)
Messy situation and you turn into a stain
Hitters blow out ya brains and still let you keep yo chains
Ain't no making statements, you ain't making no payments
N***as want that bag or them goonies on that ass
Some youngin's want that name up, that's when it gets dangerous
Turn ya five dollar ass into change like where they paystubs (Lil n***a)
Come again what? Homie you ain't Ford tough
F*ck him, he don't get shit anyway
Who the f*ck is this Kermit the frog face ass nigga right here B
I'll slap the shit out you B
Friends close n***a, enemies closer
F*ck both n***a, never trust no one
That's 14 bricks right there?
Who hit you off A?
Friends close n***a, enemies closer
But f*ck both n***a, never trust no one
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P h L y by the way
Into deep with loyalty and the friendship goes and surprise ya (Huh?)
Peel back the duck tape and the brick still got the wire (Huh?)
Truth unfolds and ya best friend is liar
Feds run in, violate apart of ya apartment (What the f*ck?)
Now you know where we stand, when that nigga get on the stand
D.A. test him, he go testify on his mans
Ya right hand, raise his right hand telling on you with confidence
In front of the government calling you by your government
He pointing at you
Jury bout to slay you
Lawyer can't save you (Nah)
Law about to slave you
Judge get to judging, he don't really know the half of it (What you mean?)
This yo other half, he's suppose to be ya brother (Your honor)
Mother shocked just looking you in yo eyes
Cause you mommy's little angle, and to her this shit a lie
Ya baby momma crying, this shit killing her inside
The verdict in, now you praying that you was closer with god
You ain't a cop
You ain't a cop J Reed
Friends close n***a, enemies closer
F*ck both n***a, never trust no one
You ain't a cop
Nah you ain't a cop J Reed (J Reed)
Friends close, enemies closer
F*ck both, never trust
Real beef when they can't find you, put a hit out on ya brother then
Follow you on IG just to see who ya mother is (Facts)
Play yo side bitch close to find out where ya baby momma live
Then, kidnap her dumb ass as soon as she go pick up the kids
For your sins, they get hit my n***a
These bullets ain't got no name and take no picks my n***a (Bow)
Make a couple of moves just to find out what you ganna do
You take to long it's drive by, spray that bitch like it's 92 (Ya ya ya)
Messy situation and you turn into a stain
Hitters blow out ya brains and still let you keep yo chains
Ain't no making statements, you ain't making no payments
N***as want that bag or them goonies on that ass
Some youngin's want that name up, that's when it gets dangerous
Turn ya five dollar ass into change like where they paystubs (Lil n***a)
Come again what? Homie you ain't Ford tough
F*ck him, he don't get shit anyway
Who the f*ck is this Kermit the frog face ass nigga right here B
I'll slap the shit out you B
Friends close n***a, enemies closer
F*ck both n***a, never trust no one
That's 14 bricks right there?
Who hit you off A?
Friends close n***a, enemies closer
But f*ck both n***a, never trust no one
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Writer: Danny Weathers
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